Love Me Again (Poem)

I just want you to love me again

You made me feel so happy

But I was so crappy

I just want you to take me back

You got me addicted to you like I was an addict and you were my crack

I want to get stacks with you

Look I just want my queen

I been in a dark place since

I let you go in a blink

I want to be your king

Since you left I been in pain

I have been feeling drained

I just need you to pick me up like a crane

I see you all over the gram

I miss the way you rode me like a ramp

You were the champ

Baby, you had good brain

You were a true scholar

It was so good made me holler

You loved my toddlers

We have been through so much you was my soldier

You are built like a Da Vinci sculpture

Love to eat it like a vulture

You were my secret weapon like a gun in a holster

I was your protector

None of the others give you bullets like mines, bullets powerful like a four four

I have been lost since you walked out the door

I just want you to love me again

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Help (Poem)

I’m surrounded by plastic

They stick around like they elastic

But not here when it get drastic

That’s classic

I hate people that’s not long lasting

This life is fast you got to keep up

I been trying to make a come up

But you left me all alone

I got a lot roaming through my dome

I was never in the streets like a cone

But it feel like it

It’s like I had many around me

They tried to change me

Then they left me

It’s crazy how your around snakes all your life

This don’t feel right

Pops want to help me out

How do I talk to the one who put me in it

My feelings is tinted

Meaning they Dark

You turned your back and it hurt my heart

You left your mark

Now leave

Just let me be

Cause me and you can’t see eye to eye

Got me dying on the inside

And lighting a fire on the outside

I was thrown out in the water and I ain’t no Michael phelps

I didn’t have no help

I got to do it myself

Help is the last thing I need from a enemy

Cause family is overrated

And I hate it

It’s all about K. Exum

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BUILD A WALL AND CRIME WILL FALL (Short Poem)

BUILD A WALL AND CRIME WILL FALL

So basically continue to stall

While our kids continue to starve

The biggest killers have white skin but they still not behind bars

If they do get a sentence it’s shorter than a dwarf

Bills coming up to our neck like a scarf

And we’re told to be patient and let it run it’s course

But the suffering and hunger is something you don’t have to endorse

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New Years Resolution (Poem)

I don’t know what 2019 holds but I hope it’s blessings

Lord knows I been through enough stressing

I just hope I see many blessings

But if there is nothing already set then I’m going to work till I get mine

Spent too much time waiting on the sideline

For a time that the little arm never touched

Spent too many years relying on people to be my judge

Had me looking like a cripple with no crutch

Just falling off my game

Some days I just wish it didn’t take this long for me to learn my lesson

But I guess it all comes with time

I just been trying to grind

But some days it just feel like I’m scared to shine

Always been the type to be quiet until someone approaches me

My comfort zone is something I just need to leave

I know I can make it if I just put the work in and believe

But comfort is the thing that can’t be in my life right now

The things that I create i already know I can stand out

But then again I’m just one of the many artist in the crowd

And I’m not shit until I step on the stage and speak out loud

Always been the type of kid to be in the crowd

Not the one to be standing on stage

My New Years resolution is to perform

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Story (Poem)

I want to tell a story

I don’t know I guess that’s the author in me

Look it was this kid his mom helped him stay on his feet

Made sure his heart beat

Made sure he never accepted defeat

She was his protector

But one day she gave in and left him in the cold

He kept wishing she came back but like bread, he started to mold

Feelings started to fold

Things got old

As this dude got tired of life

He was crying himself to sleep every night

Dreaming of the days when he felt right

He was tired of life

Wishing he could see the light

So he grabbed a knife

Put it to his throats and applied pressure

But something wouldn’t let him go through with it

Time after time he wanted to get the slicing like wolverine

But he stays up and tries to grind

Cause he know one day it will be his time

And family don’t always got your back like a spine

In them cold lonely nights

He learned who was his true peers

The rest left him with tears

He had to switch gears

Now he lurking in shadows

Fighting his own battle

It’s crazy how that boy is me

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